8 hours at the office Averaging 2 and a half meals 45 minutes to come back To the cosy 3 rooms flat I got a story to tell A lot of rhyming in 'L' Professor
Since mine i will never have to leave him, my friends say i should never have to make things clear. i think i like u 2 i think i like u 2. so tell me
I had a vision of your sad broken heart I don't want that You took a train to nowhere , waiting for the rain Waiting for the rain I picture it as a dead
Well i don't know how the story ends I haven't seen the movie Well i'm sure that i have troubles to find a way out well i don't know how what's my name
I'm not always a gentleman, but I make compliments about your clothes. I may speak a little loud, yes I know. I'm not always a funny guy, but I always
Don't hesitate She's just a girl Trying to give you a hand Job all day long She's just a girl Why don't you call her on the phone ? Cause you're a
Well I get the picture If I wanna be a fighter I gotta have someone like you Well I get the picture If you wanna be a lover You gotta have someone like
lames, 'cause they be on that hater shit, If you got a problem with me go ahead and say that shit! I'm scuba-divin' in Jamaica trick, Put the mic down
Lives were wasted, in the hands of the hated Driven from the garden [garden], now we starvin' in the martyring sodom They call it harlem, wordly problems
'll say it again I'm say only you know what I'm sayin' playin' what you think I'm playin' rollie while my hommie is Joey the problem is y'all think
Carryin' duffle bag sacks Larry Davis is workin with a thirty-eight magnum Big stations won't have any problem hearin' the wax (I'll play it) With Kingston, Jamaica
Ya Dutchmasters and ya Backwoods And I'll turn ya seatbelt signs off [Verse 1 - Trick Daddy] I only smoke the best bud Jamaica and Bahamas got the best
stacks to ease your worried mind Cuz when I'm gone lil' mama home alone at every time You never blowed my phone up yet cuz you respect the grind And you never holla 'bout a problem
breaks Your laughter takes me from disaster to tears All washed away on holiday, come on Jamaica, ooh, I'm gonna take ya away On holiday, on holiday Our problems
...) Shorty I could take you there Baby girl I know it's rough but come with me We can take a trip to the hood It's no problem girl it's my city I could
I had to let my brother know Never stay in center, play the back and let your money grow Most them niggas wouldn't be around if you was bummy yo South side Jamaica
to the side like a fader Homey I'm the president, governor and mayor I control everything like a dictator Get you biz-marked up, turn you into vapors If you got a problem
